There are a few things in this life that I just gravitate toward. One of them is old sideboards or buffets. I’ve had several slip through my fingers over the years. Getting just close enough to feel like I’d have a chance with it and then, for whatever reason, it slipped away.
Turn right for the grocery store, turn left for the buffet.
I had both of the boys in the car with me, it was after 5 pm….and I did not need a buffet. But I’m still just sitting at the stop sign. Right? Or left?
Finally I decided if the little yard sale was still set up when I came back by, knowing it wouldn’t be – it was already after 5, I’d stop. And, since it was already strapped to a trailer, maybe someone had already bought it. I hoped.
I was telling myself as I walked up and was watching them put their stuff away, surely she’s sold. I do not need a buffet.
I apologized profusely for stopping at such a late hour all while they were trying to pack up, hoping they’d run me off.
I heard myself saying I won’t take up too much of your time, I’m sure it’s already sold, but I wanted to ask about the buffet.
His daughter is asking 200.00 for it. It was 250.00
Ok. Done deal because 1) I already know I can’t pay that much for it and 2) I do not need a buffet.
As I start to walk away he tells me, “We’ll be back tomorrow and she might take less!” Doesn’t this man know I do not need a buffet!
But she’s not.
Evidence of of better, happier and merrier times when she was in her prime. When she was kept in a festive dining hall instead of a barn.
I am sure it’s just because, structurally, she just needs to be tightened up a bit. I find myself strangely satisfied after I manage to pry it open about half an inch. I fully expect to find something magical inside.
I wound up going back to that little yard sale the next morning as we drove by headed for church – even though I did not need a buffet. I handed the little man my phone number and an offer.
“Tell her to call me if no one else comes to get her. I’m just down the street.”
I never expected that phone call.
But it came anyway.
And now, all that’s left to decide is how to give her the fresh new life she so richly deserves.
I still do not need a buffet.